Who: Sara and SofiaWhere: At home, then the restaurantWhen: A night or two after the BBQ

Sara stood in front of the mirror, performing a final check. She and Sofia were going out to the Thai place she wanted to go, and although it wasn't fancy, she'd tried to make an effort for her. She'd put on a simple black dress and a pair of strappy heels that showed off her legs, done her hair and applied a little make up.

When she was ready she went in search of Sofia. "You ready?" she asked her, smiling.

"Not at all," She replied. "I figure that's the best way to go about things. I know you'll cook meat for me, but I'd never expect you to do it on the BBQ for everyone else." She'd given that some thought other than 'Me Sofia. Me tough girl. Me BBQ *thumps chest*', obviously.

"You're so sweet," Sara smiled, resting a hand on Sofia's thigh in a completely non-sexual way. "I love you." Sara would definitely cook meat for Sofia, and did eat it when Aiden was around, so that he'd eat it, but apart from that she avoided it where she could. She'd weighed up her options and decided that Aiden's health was more important to her than her vegetarianism, and in her opinion children needed meat.

"I love you too," She replied warmly. She was glad she saw it as being sweet. For Sofia, that was just part of being in a relationship like this; considering the feelings of the other.

She pulled up a few moments later at the restaurant and smiled widely at her. She climbed out of her truck and walked round to the other side to open the door up for her. She leant against it then though, looking at her curiously. "This doesn't weird you out, does it? You know, me opening doors for you."

Sara smiled. Yeah, it weirded her out a little, but she knew Sofia was just trying to be romantic. "It's very nice of you," she replied diplomatically. "Thank you." There, that had been alright, hadn't it?

She noticed how she avoided the question a little, so grinned whilst blushing. "I'll relax it a bit," She promised. "I was brought up to look after people I love." She added, her explanation as to why she did it. Her father had definitely tried to instill good values in her.

"You do look after me," Sara promised Sofia with a smile. She knew she was onto her now. "I just like doing things for myself. You know I'm independent," she said. "The gesture was very sweet, though, and I did appreciate it."

"I know," She replied with a little grin. She waited for her to get out of the car, and held her hand out to her. "I'd kick your ass if you held doors open for me," She admitted with a little smirk. Though they both knew she didn't mean it, because she'd not hurt her. Simple figure of speech.

"I'm glad you do," She replied. "I know that gets a little lost sometimes, though." She admitted. There were times she was so absorbed with work, or with just being a responsible parent and wife that she ignored her own need to be playful.

"Everybody has slightly off days sometimes," Sara told Sofia. "I know that no matter what, I love you, and that's the main thing," she smiled. "I know I'm a complete pain in the ass at times, and you put up with me."

She smiled at that. No point in arguing a true fact! "I love you too." She replied. At the restaurant doors, she was thankful they were already open - she didn't want to be creepy with keeping that up now!